Chapter 43: Broken Wings
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The long black hair fell from the air like soft black satin, not stained with the slightest rain and mist, and the wisps were lifted by the wind and fluttered gently.
The black-haired boy slowly descended from the sky, his pitch-black wings slender and powerful, stretching out in the air.
The dark black robe flew as if night had fallen.
The delicate and delicate face was almost pale, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up, and the almond-shaped pupils revealed a hint of demonism.
The boy was silently suspended in the air.
Through the misty rain and mist, his eyes looked past the two of them to the execution table behind them, and his eyes trembled slightly.
"You...... Is it a demon?"
Hua Fengyan looked at him, her tone a little surprised. Her gaze rested on that face, and she frowned slightly.
That's a face that even a woman would be jealous of.
She had the impression that demons had always been bloodthirsty and demonic creatures, brutal by nature, destruction and destruction were their daily games, and blood and killing would give them the ultimate satisfaction.
But the black-haired teenager in front of him seemed to be different.
His calm and indifferent face was unwavering, and he was quietly suspended in the air, as if all that was happening around him had nothing to do with him, he was just a bystander, an inconsequential passerby.
The fair-skinned and delicate face is calm and introverted, and the harmless appearance of humans and animals makes it difficult for people to associate him with demons.
However, the blood-colored red eyes and the pitch-black membranous wings behind him always showed his dangerous identity.
The so-called "fallen angel", probably no one fits this term better than him.
Hua Fengyan stood in front of the Qingxue mirror, and the dark green light in her hand flashed, and a thorny long whip appeared.
She looked at the black-robed young man, her crimson eyes narrowed slightly.
- This person is dangerous.
"What do you want to do?" Hua Fengyan watched him vigilantly, her whole body tensed, and the crimson and dark green light in her hands shone intertwined, ready to attack.
The young man still didn't pay attention to her, his hand was raised slightly, and the direction was pointing straight to the execution table—
Hiss –
The flying and raging wind demon surged and roared towards the execution table in an instant!
In the next second, it crashed into the transparent enchantment and scattered, and quickly gathered, like a beast peeping around the enchantment, its sharp claws and teeth biting and trying to destroy the enchantment!
"His goal is the execution table!"
Hua Fengyan's crimson sleeved robe waved, and the whip of thorns coiled out like a long snake, wrapping the entire execution table!
"Mirror, I'll stop him, you will be executed immediately!"
"In this case, the execution ceremony should be postponed!" Qingxue looked at the shattered barrier of Ellen Iss below, his brow furrowed.
"The destruction of Ellen is just a cover, their target is that criminal!" Hua Fengyan's eyes flashed coldly, "As long as she is dead, this massacre will be over!"
The cold hair stood up instantly!
She raised her head in amazement, but saw that the black-robed young man's cold gaze was locked on her, and a circle of invisible pressure rippled in her blood-red eyes!
The huge and heavy pressure was like a boulder pressing on the shoulders in an instant!
Hua Fengyan staggered back, a trace of blood overflowing from her lips.
The pale golden halo behind him instantly expanded, forming a spherical shape, enveloping the two of them and isolating the coercion!
The warm glow envelops the flowers. She turned her head and saw the golden hair on her forehead in the snow clearing mirror, and the pale golden laurel feather at the center of her eyebrows gave her brilliance and shine.
"Please. Qingxue gently patted her on the shoulder, spread her wings, and turned to fly towards the execution table.
Clicks–
Countless silver lightning flashed from among the clouds in an instant, illuminating the expressionless face of the black-robed young man.
Hiss——!
Thousands of roaring wind demons roared from the depths of the sky with heavy clouds and mist! The dark clouds were illuminated by lightning, and the clouds surged and rolled up in an instant, like surging black waves!
The overwhelming sea of black clouds surged from all over the heavens with a violent storm and rain, like thousands of pitch-black beasts roaring and rushing straight towards the execution platform——!
Hua Fengyan bit her lip fiercely, and the rose feather on her forehead suddenly appeared, and the crimson light instantly expanded!
Fight!
The crimson halo shone like fireworks, and the dark green thorny vines spread out in the air like green velvet grass, enveloping the execution table entirely!
Thousands of crimson roses bloomed from the vine of thorns in an instant, and the dazzling red light was so bright that it almost illuminated the entire canopy!
The golden light in the palm of the snow clearing mirror flickered, and the pitch-black clouds above the ice jade cross lit up with golden light again, and the gold gradually illuminated the entire cloud, and the clouds trembled and almost burst!
Looking at the dazzling golden light rising from the clouds, the black-robed young man's expression changed suddenly, and the pitch-black wings behind him opened violently in all directions——!
The wind expanded around him in an instant!
The wind is raging, and the sea of clouds is surging!
The earth shakes and the mountains shake!
Below Ellens was affected, and the barrier shattered in an instant!
Hua Fengyan flew out diagonally, and the blood mist rose all over her body!
The rose flower withered and crumbled in an instant, revealing the cross wrapped in golden light.
The enchantment around the execution table was also shattered, and countless silver shards of light shattered and fell!
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Qingxue Jing's lips, and the wind tore the snow-white robe, and a strong force lifted him away!
The snow-white wings instantly spread and kept their balance, but they were far from the execution table.
This time, the golden light in the clouds did not disappear, but the light became more and more abundant!
The black figure instantly appeared in front of the cross, but was forced by the scorching golden light to not be able to advance for half a minute!
The hot golden light shone like a scorching sun, and the white skin seemed to be burned and gradually rose white smoke.
The palm of his hand gripped the ice jade cross tightly, and the billowing white smoke rose from the palm of his hand!
Gradually, there were cracks in the cross!
He looked at the girl who seemed to be asleep in the golden light, and a trace of pain flashed in surprise in his dark red eyes.
Before, through the misty rain and fog, he only saw her figure roughly in general, but now it was extremely clearly visible in front of him.
Her face was as pale as paper, her whole body was soaked, her hands and feet were covered with blood, and Qianling had long since lost consciousness when she was tied to the cross.
However, in just a few days, it was a matter of time to meet again.
"Ling......" his voice was low and trembling, and he slowly reached out to touch her face.
In the next second, like the day plummeting, the intense white light expanded in an instant, and the whole sky was as bright as day!
"Uh......-huh!" the young man staggered back and back, white smoke rising from his body!
Tiny light chips come off the skin, but they slowly stop, and the burned wound heals automatically.
The white-haired old man handed the unconscious Hua Fengyan into the hands of Qingxue Mirror, and looked up at the black-robed young man, the mask on his right face glowing with cold light.
Like a new rising sun, it finally broke through the shackles of the clouds, and the golden light of the clouds over the execution table bloomed!
Whether it was Ellens, or the creatures around Galandelle, even the demons and angelic guards who were fighting, they all looked up at the divine golden light in the sky.
The golden light is holy, pure and majestic, as if a god has descended, sacred and inviolable.
In an instant, the entire heaven and earth were enveloped in golden light.
The clouds had turned reddish, and there was a rush beneath the clouds as if something was about to pour down!
Before he had time to catch his breath, the black-robed young man's wings flapped suddenly, and thousands of roaring wind demons roared and pounced on the ice jade cross, biting and grabbing!
Xuan Lao's expression changed suddenly: "He wants to destroy the execution rack and stop him-"
Countless angelic guards in golden armor spread their wings and pounced on Elenis!
A circle of red light in his dark red eyes swung out—
Ahh——!hhh
Like a flock of birds swept away by the wind, under the powerful pressure, everyone was pushed away in an instant and fell straight down——!
The sound of the ice jade shattering, the entire ice jade cross trembled and gradually cracked, the ice chips cracked, and the ice flowers splashed everywhere!
"Damn—" Xuan Lao scolded angrily, but he was helpless.
The clouds seemed to be unable to bear the scorching golden light at last, and the entire underside of the clouds cracked, and a waterfall of golden light poured down in an instant—
The entire ice jade cross had shattered and collapsed, and Qianling's bound body leaned forward with the cross—
The next second, the waterfall of light poured down from behind her!
Ah——!!h
The girl's screams of pain instantly resounded in the sky!
The hot temperature came from behind, and the small wings were already submerged in the waterfall of light.
A clean feather slowly fell from the air, turning into bits of light and dissipating.
It was as if something had been uprooted, and the sharp pain spread from the back to every corner of the body.
The ice flowers filled the sky, and the ice jade shattered into pieces and dissipated.
Her cheeks lost the last trace of blood, and she fell straight towards the Star Spirit Lake below like a kite torn apart—
The wind ruffled the chestnut hair, and the water beads rolled down.
The thin figure is like a bird with folded wings, falling powerlessly from the sky.
A white figure swept in front of her eyes, and she struggled to open her eyes and look up.
Rain and fog separate,
The fog of a world.
Qingxue Mirror was suspended in mid-air, holding Hua Fengyan who was unconscious in her arms.
He didn't look at her. The pale golden halo in his hand flickered, healing the injuries on Hua Fengyan's body.
Mirror......
His pale lips trembled, and he slowly called out the name that had been pronounced a thousand times in his heart.
Qingxue Jing was stunned, looked at Hua Fengyan in her arms, and looked around-
It seems that he heard someone calling him, is it a delusion?
The dark clouds of the vast sky surged, gradually getting farther and farther away from her, and the sacred and majestic floating island waterfall flowed, gradually turning into a small dot.
I can't see it clearly.
The torrential rain is like a note, and the sky is full of rain lines, as if the sky is crying.
A tear fell from the corner of her eye, shattered in an instant.
There was a small, shattering sound of something in his chest.
It's over......
The sound of the wind in my ears suddenly became smaller, and I vaguely heard the sound of wings waving......
"Ling—" It seemed as if someone was calling her name, and the voice came from far and near.
The next second, fell into a warm embrace.
Familiar breath,
Familiar sounds.
Torrential rain poured down.
The black hair fell like a waterfall, and the boy held her tightly in his arms, muttering her name in his mouth, his hands trembling and gently caressing her face.
Qianling was motionless and slumped in his chest, slowly raised her head, looked at the face that was close at hand, and blinked lightly, her amber eyes were dead silent.
Warm hands caressed her pale cheeks lovingly.
The rain was pouring down, his eyes were full of pain, and his expression was so sad that he looked like he was about to cry.
She looked at him and frowned slightly.
This person...... This face...... It's familiar, but it's unfamiliar.
Tentatively, she reached out and touched his face gently.
There was a slight light in his eyes, and his voice was weak and hoarse, like a dream:
"Little ...... ...... month?"